leave the wind on the grass

Qiu Xiaofeng sat on the boulder with his feet up for a long time, and suddenly another person followed him and sat beside him.The lingering scent of sandalwood made Qiu Xiaofeng understand that he was caught again, and there was no room for resistance.

Qiu Xiaofeng turned his head tremblingly, looking at that pretty face, all thoughts were lost in his heart, "I, I, I..."

Dongli didn't cold him, and said calmly, "Xiaofeng is really powerful, and he can bring down so many guards."

"It's their own dizziness, it's none of my business!" Qiu Xiaofeng said nonsense.

"The morning sun is about to rise." Dongli looked at a golden line exposed in the sky, and the hills were gradually illuminated.Qiu Xiaofeng saw that Dongli's whole body was covered with a layer of dazzling gold, but his eyes reflected the fire light.He slightly bent his lips, and the corners of his lips looked at the beautiful scenery of the prosperous world playfully, and pointed with some emotion, "Look at what that is, Xiaofeng."

Qiu Xiaofeng looked down in the direction of his finger, he couldn't see clearly at night, but he could see the situation at the bottom of the mountain during the day, and saw a lonely temple built on the mountainside, Qiu Xiaofeng thought about it, but It is the one on the edge of Fengyue City.Sure enough, he was still in Fengyue City, but the Demon Cult hid it so that the world would not know, and he would never be able to penetrate the mystery of the Demon Cult.

"It is said in the book that lovers must watch the sunrise together, so that they can last forever." Dongli said thoughtfully.

"Eternal and everlasting, this hatred will never end." Qiu Xiaofeng recited another poem, but Dong Li was soured.

Dongli rubbed Qiu Xiaofeng's hair gently, and said, "Xiaofeng should not read meaningless poetry collections on weekdays." Then he tilted his head and kissed Qiu Xiaofeng's lips.

"Come home with me." Dongli said while holding Qiu Xiaofeng's hand.

Qiu Xiaofeng was held by his warm hands, lowered his head slightly, and said in a low voice, "Liuyang Yuxi is my home."

"There's no one there anymore." Dongli said again.

"There is Chef Wang at home, and my brother, Song Yuxian and the others will come back by then, and it will be the same as before." Qiu Xiaofeng's eyes were shining with starlight, and he almost laughed out of joy.

"Chef Wang is dead."

Qiu Xiaofeng couldn't laugh anymore, although the sun was warm, his heart was cool.

"You killed him." Dongli said again.

Qiu Xiaofeng rushed over, grabbed Dongli's collar with both hands, and said fiercely, "You killed it!"

"The kitchen is on fire. You were able to escape, otherwise, how could you look down at the wind and the moon and bathe in the sun?" Dong Li's expression was a little smug, he bent his lips and smiled, not caring.

"you say……"

"Chef Wang knew that you were going to escape, so he deliberately used his tricks, and set a few fires in the Devil's Cult when you were unable to move, causing riots, so that you could knock out those guards and escape from the secret passage of the Devil's Cult .”

Qiu Xiaofeng seemed to have been hit on the head by someone, and after being dizzy, he felt a heart-wrenching pain.It is cut with a knife and fried with oil.

"Look, why do you yearn for this useless morning sun? In the end, you can't even keep a family member. Isn't it good to stay in the Demon Cult?" Dongli stretched his arms and embraced Qiu Xiaofeng into his arms. Some kindly way.

Qiu Xiaofeng couldn't help crying anymore, his body couldn't help shaking, he couldn't even stand still, he cried so hard that his heart was torn apart.

"Now his corpse is like charred charcoal, and there is nothing left. In fact, I have inquired before that he is not an ordinary cook. He was the sixth on the Burning Jade List ten years ago. In order to escape the control of the Golden Thread Clothes Pavilion, he kept his name incognito for many years. Now even the dead bones are turned to ashes, and life is impermanent."

impermanence of life.

Qiu Xiaofeng opened his mouth and bit Dong Li's shoulder, as if he wanted to tear off a piece of meat alive. He bit hard, causing the blood to spread quickly.Dongli reached out and hit Qiu Xiaofeng on the back of the head with a knife, hugged him horizontally, and walked slowly towards the secret passageway with his back against the sun.

Seeing the leader coming, the guard immediately knelt down on the ground and shouted "Welcome the leader", but no one cared about why his shoulder was stained with blood and why his face was so cold.

He owns the Devil's Cult, but discards people's hearts.

"Su Ren." He stopped and called softly.

Su Ren knelt on the ground with one knee, lowered his head slightly, "The subordinate is here."

"Zhen Su has done a good job, so take the Bai Yuqian'e rattling fan that he snatched casually." The leader casually rewarded his subordinate with a broken fan, and it was over.

He continued to walk slowly, Qiu Xiaofeng in his hand was not heavy at all, the bun was only a little shorter than him, but it was effortless to hold it.

It seems that we should feed him more meat.

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It is not suitable to stay here for a long time, and the Sweeping Mountain Villa can be killed at any time.Song Yuxian rented a carriage after thinking about it, and drove all the way to Yunxiang City, but Song Yuxian hadn't rested for several days and nights, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he could fall asleep at any time.

The killer of the sweeping mountain villa waited for the opportunity to ambush in the sinister corners, in the inn, in the suburbs, and in the mountains, the ghosts linger.Song Yuxian had never been so troubled, while driving and blocking the sword, he had to pay attention to Qi Tu's injury.Qi Tu was rarely awake, sometimes talking to Song Yuxian intermittently, sometimes he hesitated to speak, and frowned.Song Yuxian really wanted to ask him what was wrong with him from the sweeping villa, and why he was hunted down to such an extent.When the words came to my lips, I couldn't speak them again.Even the vague words that seemed to be heard in a dream are also omitted.

The wheels of the carriage spun fast, and the horses were hurt by the whips, and they spread their hooves and galloped all the way, and the wind of noise lingered for a long time.The wind was full of cold and murderous aura, which made the sky cold and desolate.

After doing this for three days, he finally left Qiu Town. Song Yuxian found a small inn to rest, and before he had time to eat a good meal, he was about to fall down on the bed.Rubbing his temples, Song Yuxian walked towards Qitu, reached out to support his arm and pulled him closer to the room.Song Yuxian's chattering voice became smaller and smaller, "Qi Tu, who the hell are you? Why are you always injured and dying? It doesn't make you worry at all, but it's a pity that I'm not a miracle doctor..." Qi Tu Tu was placed on the only bed in that guest room by Song Yuxian half pushed and half pushed. He wanted to get up but felt dizzy. He was about to say, "Song... Yuxian, you don't have to..."

Song Yuxian fell to the ground as soon as she closed her eyes, and after a muffled "bang", she fell silent.He rolled on the ground and opened his mouth from time to time, as if talking in sleep, but he didn't even have the strength to make a sound.He closed his eyes, the cold and hard ground turned out to be the best soft bed in the world, and his chest was slightly supported with each breath.His hair was also loose, and the tie that was used to tie it casually couldn't fall off, and the collar of his shirt was slightly open.And so he fell asleep.

Sleeping on the ground will catch cold.

Qi Tu wanted to pull Song Yuxian up from the ground, but when he got up, his wound hurt, as if someone had hit his heart with an awl. He took a few short breaths, sweating profusely, and quickly reached out to hold him bed rails.Song Yuxian's eyes moved, but he was still not awakened in the end.Qi Tu breathed a sigh of relief.If it woke him up, Song Yuxian might carelessly care about him again.

It's just that now he has no choice but to throw a quilt off the bed. It's not too cold today, so nothing should happen.Song Yuxian rolled around wrapped in the quilt spontaneously in his sleep for a week, then pouted again, and then became quiet after a while, moving around in the quilt.

Song Yuxian's martial arts seems to be very powerful.Seeing him in a daze, Qi Tu snapped off the wrists of dozens of killers in the sweeping villa in a flash, his body was as fast as the wind, and his shadow passed like lightning.He originally thought that Song Yuxian's kung fu was not top-notch, even though he had the shadow of a Jianghu school. Now it seems that what he has seen is just the tip of the iceberg.I don't know what experiences he had when he was young, who was the teacher who taught him to read, write and read, and who was the person who taught him martial arts courage.

Although Song Yuxian babbled on and on all the way.Going around was nothing more than some dispensable chatter, but he didn't reveal any of his own background and experience.

Song Yuxian slept soundly.This young man is always upright and awe-inspiring, as if he doesn't know the dangers in the world.But it always pulls the heartstrings.

It's a pity, I'm afraid we can't join hands to grow old together.

Qi Tu didn't know what he was thinking, but suddenly felt pain from the injuries on his body, and he deserved these injuries. If the Qi family hadn't done those bad things back then, the family wouldn't have been ruined and ended up in such a situation.

The next day.

Song Yuxian got up from the ground and finally broke free from the pile of quilts. Although his head still hurt a little, he was much more awake than he hadn't slept for several days and nights yesterday. Seeing that Qitu was still sleeping peacefully on the bed, he felt relaxed.He walked over slowly and put his hand on Qitu's forehead.It seems that the doctor is still taboo about his sword, and after running around for a few days, he didn't have a fever due to festering wounds all over his body.It's just that this kind of threatening thing should not be done in the future. He Song Yuxian has always disliked making things difficult for others.

Looking at the sky outside, the sky is only dimly lit, and the light of the morning sun shines through the half-brightened window paper, making people feel warm and refreshed.Song Yuxian walked over quickly and opened the window, and the light became brighter and more vivid.Song Yuxian gave a lazy waist, "Hmm~" The fragrance of flowers was pleasant.

"Go! Go!" Song Yuxian heard Qi Tu shout.He hurriedly ran towards the bed.I saw that Qi Tu was still tightly closing his eyes, shaking his head, the muscles on his face were tense, and his lips were pursed into a line.His forehead and neck were covered with sweat, and his temples were wet.

Obviously covered by a dream.It's not good to go on like this, Song Yuxian didn't dare to shake him too much, but just shouted, "Qi Tu! Wake up!"

Qi Tu still didn't wake up.

When Song Yuxian was a little anxious, Qi Tu suddenly yelled "Song Yuxian!" Song Yuxian took three steps back in fright, was stunned by the roar, then Qi Tu opened his eyes, he looked at Song Yuxian for a while, and realized It was just a dream, and I felt lucky.

"What did you dream about?" Song Yuxian asked.

"It's nothing." Qi Tu bent his lips and smiled, but didn't say anything.

"I heard you calling my name!"

"……No."

Song Yuxian suddenly realized, and said, "I must have been hunted down by the sweeping villa again. I ran all the way thinking that I was going to die. Finally, I met the majestic hero Song Yuxian at a critical moment. It was like seeing a life-saving straw. shouted out."

"That's right, Daxia Song has extraordinary martial arts skills, and killed those killers without leaving any behind."

"I won't kill them," Song Yuxian muttered, "Why do you dream of me like this?"

"It's just a dream."

Song Yuxian thought about it, and finally smiled.

Qi Tu didn't tell him until the end that he dreamed that he and Song Yuxian both fled to the end of the world, and were finally found by those killer assassins on the top of the mountain covered by the afterglow of the setting sun.Song Yuxian was pierced through the heart with a sword, the sharp and shiny broken sword passed through his back, and bright red blood flowed down the corner of his pale lips.He said, "Qi Tu, going astray..." Putting down his limp hands, closing his bright eyes, he let out his last breath.He struggled to crawl over, hugged him tightly, and cried, "Song Yuxian!".

Song Yuxian saw that he was a little sad, and couldn't help shaking his hands in front of his eyes.

Qi Tu came back to his senses.

"I'll ask Xiao Er to bring some food, don't move around." Song Yuxian walked out of the guest room after saying that, and pulled the door close before leaving. With a "squeak", the footsteps gradually faded away.

It seems like a long time has passed.Song Yuxian didn't come back either.

Qi Tu was a little anxious, thinking about that dream back and forth, if Song Yuxian was with him, sooner or later he would die.The water on the table changed from scalding to warm, and the steaming heat condensed around the white porcelain cup, and the graceful water vapor curled up like a lady with a willow waist.

Song Yuxian hasn't come back yet.

Could it be that he met someone from Sweeping Villa?

Thinking about it, Qi Tu was terrified, and was about to struggle down. The more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, and he didn't even bother to put on his shoes, so he dragged one to the door of the guest room.He held on to the wall with one hand, and was about to open it with the other.At this moment, the door was pulled open.

Song Yuxian was standing at the door with a lunch box in his hand. When he saw Qi Tu, he was furious, "What are you doing! Didn't tell you to lie down and stay still! Why don't you go back and lie down!"

Qi Tu was stunned for a while, then laughed again.

Song Yuxian looked at him strangely.

Qi Tu obediently obeyed Song Yuxian's words, and lay down on the bed again. It wasn't until she got back on the bed that she felt warm under the quilt, and she was so cold, like entering an ice cave.

Song Yuxian put the dish on the table beside the bed, and put the chopsticks into Qitu's hand.Qi Tu didn't move, but asked, "Why have you been gone for so long?"

Song Yuxian was also angry, and said, "There are too many people down there, such a shop can't handle it at all, I can only watch there, besides, I heard from the people in the inn that this cook is good at making spicy peppers, and the taste is delicious. It was extra heavy, so I gave some extra warnings. It was too late to return."

Song Yuxian's exhortation.

Isn't it just babbling around others, repeating endlessly over and over again, and I don't know if the mistress can bear it.

At this time, Xiaoer memorized the list of dishes while reading, "The one upstairs is really hard to serve, he doesn't add spicy peppers, and the goddamn boiled winter melon puts spicy peppers in it!"